I wish you knew of the pain I constantly am battling
Or the depression I struggle to hide
Can you see the tears I hold back when in your presence?
Do you notice the feelings that are of rage from deep within yet I do my best to mask?
Could you imagine a day where you hide your true feelings of darkness, of misery, of sadness?
Would you have the strength to take each day and find the correct mask fitting for that day?
Do you know the feelings of detaching yourself?
The hatred I feel deep within my soul?
A cold bitter place unknown to most, yet I am very familiar with.
My eyes bloodshot and sore from a long 3 days of intense college classes
my nights being spent working my 3rd shift job
little know my secrets or the scars I bear or how I have come to obtain them?
But I DO
I feel the constant physical and emotional pain
Day in and day out..
I pretend .. and I'll go on pretending..
Nevertheless I wonder when I will crack under all the pressure...